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REPULSIVE FANTASIES

(Confessions)

Prologue 

Hello, new friend! It doesn't matter if you're someone "like me," an internet researcher, or just someone with a morbid curiosity that led them to end up here. The important thing is that, at this moment, you're giving life to these words, because what are words without someone to read them? What is a writer without a reader? What is life without a reason for being?

Now, I know many of you will ask, "Why put something so profoundly evil and repugnant into writing?" The answer is really quite simple: I want people to read it. I don't care if I take them to the purest literary ecstasy or if my text provokes a reaction of disgust and repulsion; for me, it's all a win-win.

Just one more thing. In case you've decided to stay here, let me give you something: A small souvenir… A warning:

The following text contains graphic descriptions of fetishes and extreme sexual practices with minors. These include but are not limited to: 69 (sixty-nine), physical abuse, sexual abuse, harassment, death threats, bareback, bastinado or falanga, kiss, french kiss, rimming or anilingus, bestiality or zoophilia, blowbang, bondage, bukkake, bulge in throat, bulge in belly, wedgie, schoolgirl, dildo, unwanted advice, creampie, crotch rope, foursome (MFFT and FMMM), quadruple penetration (Oral-Vaginal-Anal-Urethral) , victim blaming, cunnilingus, finger in mouth, degradation, left in a dumpster alley, ass to mouth, ass to vagina, denkianma, anal fingering, vaginal fingering, double penetration, double anal penetration, double vaginal penetration, docking, domination, female domination, drugged, forced pregnancy , ekiben,  child pregnancy , urine enema, deception, speculum, electrical stimulation, facesitting, fellatio, figging, fingering, fisting, vaginal flatulence, frotting, frotism, deepthroat, gokkun, grooming, gutpunching, hitting, handjob, forced homosexuality (lesbianism), hurtcore, impact play, incest (fake), human toilet, irrumation, prostate massage, masturbation, breast masturbation, mutual masturbation, mouthpie, spanking, erotic lactation, floor licking, testicle licking, lingerie, golden shower, lucky Pierre, omorashi, piss down the throat, forced orgasm, painal, big breasts, small breasts, big penis, uncircumcised penis, cervix penetration, foot on head, child pornography , stress position, sadism, sedation, anal sex, anal sex without lubricant, bisexual sex, sex with a transsexual woman, sex with shoes, intercrural sex, lesbian sex, oral sex, vaginal sex, obstetric chair, squirting, clitoris sucking, nipple sucking, swaffelen, drill, groping, throatpie, physical torture, psychological torture, breast torture, waterboarding, vaginal torture, cum swallowing, trampling, daisy chain, tribadism, triple penetration, urethralism, foul language, gang rape, voyeurism, algolagnia (pain), alopecia (watching others have sex), alvinophilia (navels), amychesis (scratching), amokoscisia (punishing), anophilemia (anal oral sex), asthenolagnia (humiliation), bistophilia (non-consensual), capnolagnia (smoking), clastomania (tearing clothes), clismaphilia (enemas), coprophilia (fecal matter), coprolalia (cursing), chorephallism (anal sex with little girls), crurophilia (legs), cyesolagnia or maieusiophilia (pregnant women), dacryphilia (tears), dipoldism (hitting children), emetophilia (vomiting), eproctophilia (flatulence), phallophilia (large penises), gynemimetophilia (transsexual women), gomphipotism (teeth), hematophilia (blood), hypoxyphilia (choking), illudophilia (body writing), knismolagnia (tickling), lactophilia (breast milk), maschalagnia (armpits), mysophilia (dirtiness), mucophilia (snot), narratophilia (obscene stories), nasophilia  (nose), ochlophilia (crowds), oculophilia (eyes), odaxelagnia (biting), olfactophilia (smells), omolagnia (nakedness), otophilia (ears), ozolagnia (strong smells), parthenophilia (virgins), pedophilia (children), pygophilia (buttocks), podophilia (feet), psychrophilia (cold), retifism (shoes), salirophilia, salophilia or hygrophilia (body fluids), sudorophilia (sweat), sitophilia (food), trichophilia (hair), urophilia (urine) and urticarism (nettle).

In other words: it's disgusting. _{Umm, how delicious!}

I also wish to reiterate that everything contained in this writing is _not fiction.

Sincerely and with much love: Zara<3

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Since I was a child, I've felt a deep admiration for cinema, the giant screen where dreams come true; cinema was my safe place, my fortress, and little by little, it became my passion.

I spent hours in front of the television watching movies, and at school, I enjoyed long conversations about the topic with my small group of friends. Fortunately, despite my low self-esteem, I never had to deal with the scourges of bullying or abuse; I was very fortunate in that regard.

I learned how to use a camera at an early age, and even learned how to edit video on my parents' computer (though honestly, learning was difficult). I quickly began making my own home movies with friends and family. Little did I know that my passion for filmmaking would be rivaled or even surpassed by a future hobby.

I first encountered child pornography at the tender age of 12. I had barely gotten my first cell phone and a decent personal computer; I spent my free time watching YouTube tutorials, playing Flash games, reading articles I didn't understand, watching things I wasn't meant to see, and talking to strangers. This last hobby led me to the world of WhatsApp and Telegram groups.

Joining a group chat was extremely easy and talking was made easier by the relative anonymity the apps provided, but then things changed for me.

One day I joined a WhatsApp group where all kinds of adult content were shared. This wasn't unusual for me. What became unusual came when I examined the protagonist of a video sent to the group. She was extremely young... no, not just young... She was a child!

The video caused a stir in the group: “Don’t send that, it’s illegal,” exclaimed one person, “Send more,” proclaimed another.

The truth is, I didn't care about the legality of that video; seeing someone my age in a sexual situation unlocked something in me, a feeling, an intense desire. It was then that I realized that from that moment on, nothing would be the same.

Over time, I learned how to navigate groups. I accumulated videos day after day, but I always wanted more, so I kept going. When my phone's storage wasn't enough, I started using my personal computer as a hub. One day, I realized I had so much material that finding a specific video was a nearly impossible task. That's when I had a brilliant idea: Build a folder-based organization system.

After several weeks of work between classes and courses, I got it; my system was working like a charm:

• There were six macro-categories: “Heterosexual”, “Lesbian”, “Gay”, “Male Only”, “Female Only” and “Hurtcore”.

• Each macro-category was divided into categories. To give an example, the macro-category "Heterosexual" was divided into three categories: "Women and Boys," "Men and Girls," and "Children."

• Each category was further divided into subcategories. "Man and Girl" was divided into subcategories such as "Penetration," "Oral," "Manual," "Groping," etc.

I applied this same system to folders containing material on bestiality, rape, and torture. Everything was easier thanks to my system; I could watch whatever I wanted whenever I wanted. I was only 16 at the time, and I felt like I could take on the world.

Unfortunately, after a while, I found that my voracious appetite had evolved. Few videos truly satisfied me, and what's more, those that did were extremely difficult to obtain. I remember putting myself in danger several times by accessing disreputable sites to download photos and videos that would make many people crumble. I was willing to do almost anything to get new material to add to my already extensive collection.

But that wasn't enough; nothing was sadistic, bloody, or vituperative enough for me, so I started fantasizing, satisfying my darkest desires; imagining the most repulsive scenarios possible, making my imaginary victims agonize over and over again... Maybe what I really liked was being able to appreciate the suffering of others... I was a monster, and I loved it!

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I find myself in a large room with pristine white floors and walls. The roof has a big wood beam that crosses it. There is a single door on my right side and two others on my left (a bathroom and a bedroom). The lighting in the room is impeccable, allowing no shadows to form. In the center of the room is a huge, low king-sized bed with its headboard against the wall. The mattress has only a white comforter, no sheets or pillows; nothing to cover up wit. There is also a large, mysterious object covered with a thin white blanket on the left side of the room, a pitcher filled with water, paper cups, a metal dog bowl , and a plastic cup with a mysterious liquid inside; otherwise, the room is completely devoid of decoration. Why? Because the set can't stand out from the scene I'm about to film...

The spacious room is part of a small building on the outskirts of town, with no real owner, no updated records, and utilities paid for by an individual who doesn't exist.

To my left is a closed cooler, a high-powered flashlight, and nine closed cardboard boxes, each marked with a number corresponding to the order in which they should be opened; while to my right is a whiteboard with erasable markers, an eraser, and a professional video camera capable of recording high-definition video. This camera is equipped with a long-lasting battery that can be charged and used simultaneously; a high-stability tripod; a professional film microphone; and two high-capacity hard drives complete the set.

All the preparations have been made: all the equipment is set up, the place has been thoroughly cleaned, and the systems have been checked. Now all that's left is to put on the mask and wig and wait for our protagonists to arrive.

After several minutes of agonizing waiting, the main characters arrive at the studio.

The first to arrive is our enchanted maiden: A little girl of just 12 years old.

Her skin is clear and seemingly smooth, without any imperfections; her wavy hair is dark and silky, reaching just below her shoulders, framing her angelic face; her beautiful hazel eyes reflect great innocence and hope for the future; she has a beautiful, naive, and curious gaze that honestly reminds me of myself when I was her age; her body is small, slender, and delicate; she is a flower whose apparent fragility makes me want to tear it apart completely. Plucking her petals one by one will be my greatest pleasure.

This particular girl was selected for several factors: her age, her physical appearance, her extensive social media presence, her great naivety, etc.

Ideally, the girl should belong to the middle class, to ensure that most of her family members had access to cell phones; likewise, she should ideally be part of a family with a strong religious tradition. Fortunately, all these optional requirements are perfectly fulfilled by the little girl. She is, in every sense, the perfect victim.

For months, She has been tricked through social media into handing over her personal information and that of her acquaintances: names, phone numbers, email addresses, addresses, personal identification numbers, and even family secrets... some of them closely guarded.

She's also been persuaded to audition for a film; she doesn't know how true that is...

Finally, she was given a location to go to, where two accomplices (equipped with wigs, hair extensions, and elaborate makeup designed to conceal their true identities) were waiting for her in a car with altered license plates copied from another vehicle of identical color and model. The icing on the cake: it is the most common vehicle in the country and has no tracking technology. She had been warned to arrive at the location with her hair styled, neat, without makeup, and with short nails.

Once inside the vehicle, the accomplices asked the minor to put her cell phone in airplane mode, given that any message or notification that interrupted the audition could ruin her chances of landing the coveted lead role. The girl, naive as few others, agreed without complaint; in fact, she happily accepted without showing the slightest suspicion.

Along the way, the collaborators distract her from the route with conversations, jokes, and games. This way, the abduction was carried out without any violence or setbacks, everything in order to bring her here; and all without the slightest knowledge of the parents, who for the moment are unaware that their daughter has set out to meet a stranger in a mysterious location.

She entered the studio a little nervous, believing she was auditioning for an independent film. She was still wearing her school uniform: a plaid skirt, a button-down shirt, a pair of white knee-high socks, and a pair of black loafers. She also had a beautiful half-up hairstyle; she looked flawless. As soon as she crossed the threshold, it was love at first sight for me. At that moment, I knew this scene would be magical.

Happy to see her, I greet her and offer her a glass of water, which she declines. I make sure to slightly alter my voice, ensuring it sounds different enough from my normal voice without being unnatural or comical; I even go so far as to emulate an accent (which I've been secretly practicing for weeks). Her sweet scent is driving me crazy, and her tender voice sends butterflies through my stomach. After a brief conversation in which I explain the fake project and the supposed reason behind the use of masks, I hand her a sheet of paper that will serve as a script.

After a very long time, I manage to convince her to say a few lines for the camera.

Lights, Camera, Action!

First, the girl introduces herself to the camera, giving her full name and age.

Then, one by one, she delivers the lines written in the "script," without even considering their tone or meaning. In this way, statements like: "I like doing it with older guys," "I want to do anal," "I like it from behind," and "I like to be naughty" come out of her mouth along with a smile and a few kisses thrown at the camera. I even managed to convince her to dance a little, an activity she says she enjoys very much. Her great innocence moves me, and inevitably a smile forms on my lips as she speaks.

Our second protagonist enters the scene: our stallion.

We're talking about a young man with an athletic build, massive muscles, and a chiseled abdomen, fit for a Greek demigod. He's naked and wearing only a black balaclava, which completely covers his hair and a large portion of his face, leaving his mouth and eyes uncovered. Like all the accomplices, he wears cosmetic contact lenses that change the color of his irises, further protecting his true identity.

His penis feels large and vigorous, ready for action. He has no marks, tattoos, or piercings.

This man was selected, like his female counterpart, based on several factors: physical appearance, physical condition, penis size, ejaculatory volume, strength, etc.

In fact, I had the opportunity to speak with the young man personally before filming: he appears to be a sweet, polite, and gentlemanly guy; but I know exactly what's hiding behind that good-boy facade. I'm sure he's the perfect man for this job.

He was ordered to remain in total abstinence for at least three months, and was also asked to shave, remove all pubic hair, and not wash his private parts after his last ejaculation, in order to increase bacterial growth and cause a large amount of smegma to accumulate on his genitals.

He was also asked not to clean his anus thoroughly after his last bowel movement, to hydrate well before filming, to drink dandelion tea (a natural diuretic) on the day of filming, and to maintain a diet rich in asparagus, garlic, eggs, nuts, onions, red meat, and coffee; this was intended to worsen the taste of his semen without diminishing its quality.

Going into more detail about his penis, it's very large (probably much larger than a 12-year-old girl could handle. Maybe even larger than the average adult woman could take). Its color is pleasant, he's uncircumcised, and he's completely shaved.

It is evident from the thick layer of smegma covering his glans that the gentleman fully complied with the request not to clean the area.

His testicles look full and heavy, with a size, color, and shape that, in my opinion, are more than appropriate. He's an exceptional specimen.

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The man stealthily advances and positions himself behind the girl. In a swift and firm movement, the stallion grabs the child by the waist and forces her against him; the girl reacts in horror, desperately shaking her body, trying to free herself from the man's grasp.

Screams, punches and kicks are met only with more violence.

The man pushes the girl onto the bed, holding her head under his bare foot, her face against the mattress, and grabbing her arms with his hands.

The man tells the girl not to scream and warns her not to try to fight, bite, or scratch, as something much worse will await her if she does. After the threat, the man releases the girl's face and asks if she understood. The girl answers affirmatively and begins to cry.

First, the man grabs the cup (which is actually a plastic chamber pot) and, after gargling a bit, expels a thick spit into it, leaving a foamy residue floating on the surface of the drink. He then tells the girl to drink the entire contents of the container: dandelion tea with sea salt, spicy sauce and saliva. The girl initially refuses, but after several threats and a good squeeze of her cheeks, she gives in to the pressure and tries to drink the liquid. At first, she almost spits out the salty mixture, but after several attempts, she manages to swallow the entire thing, although drops escape from the corners of her lips.

The man places the cup on the floor and sits on the bed with the girl; with one hand he holds her by the waist and with the other he grabs one of her legs, breathing enthusiastically in her face. The man lifts the young girl and places her on his lap, continuing to fondle her lustfully. The man brushes her face with one hand, slowly moving it to the girl's breast, then gently squeezes it. His other hand explores between her thighs, just inches from her genitals. The little girl's discomfort is evident on her face, as she tries to push the stud's hands away from her intimate areas.

The stud slips his hand under the little girl's skirt and proceeds to grope her lustfully, exploring the girl's crotch with blind touch, as the girl tries to expel the intruder from her pubic area . The man slowly lifts the little girl's light plaid skirt, and she uses both hands to try to stop him; the man simply holds them with his other hand, revealing the small pair of panties that cover her privates.

The man flips the girl over, leaving her face down and exposing her virginal rear end. The stud's open hands manage to cover almost the entirety of the girl's small buttocks, squeezing and releasing, allowing them to vibrate slightly; then, he grabs the girl's underwear and pulls it up tightly, allowing the crotch of the panties to stretch over the girl's privates. The man spanks the girl and releases her underwear, allowing it to snap back into place with a resounding slap of the elastic band against the girl's skin. The girl climbs off the man's lap and quickly and sheepishly fixes her skirt (and underwear).

The stud forces the girl to bend over and gives her some instructions. He wants the girl to perform oral sex on him, but not just any kind of oral sex: he wants to get his anus sucked. The man leans down slightly and presses the girl's face against his rear end; he instructs her to kiss his anus, but just as the disgusted girl is about to do so, the man farts loudly in the horrified little girl's face; the stench is such that even I can smell it very strongly from my relatively distant location.

The girl backs away in profound disgust, but the man shouts at her to return and continue the action if she doesn't want to face harsh consequences. The girl, fearful, approaches the stallion again and, after much hesitation, gently kisses his anus. The man orders her to lick and suck harder; the girl hesitates for a moment, but finally complies. Little by little, the girl's face becomes more and more wrinkled. She complains of the bad taste and the fetid smell, continuing to cry, begging for no more harm. She also begs for my help, while crying out for her mother.

The man asks the girl to insert a finger into his anus; the request leaves the girl stupefied. The minor can barely lift her trembling hand, not daring to take any action; the man repeats the order and says: "If you don't do what I say, I'm going to have to hurt you. You don't want that, do you?" The girl, incredulous, raises her index finger, but tries to cover it with her shirt, to avoid further contact with the man's fluids. This makes the man angry, he tells her: "Just the finger! Without anything else, don't try my patience."

The girl closes her eyes and takes a deep breath before taking her right index finger and placing it at the entrance to the man's asshole. The stud then takes the girl's hand and presses it against his buttocks, inserting the girl's finger completely into her anus, hitting his prostate and filling him with pleasure. The young girl instinctively pulls her finger out of the man's anus; it comes out covered up to the knuckles in fecal matter (which served as lubricant), but just before the girl tries to clean the disgusting waste from her finger on the floor, the man violently stops her and shouts to the girl, announcing that her next task is to suck her finger.

The girl refuses, so the man grabs the girl's hand and head and tries to pull them together, exclaiming, "You'll get it all over your face if you don't put it in your mouth." The girl closes her mouth tightly, then the man hits her on the back, threatening more violence if she doesn't obey his orders. The girl, in tears, opens her mouth, and the man pushes his finger in. As soon as the finger leaves her mouth, the girl spits on the floor, wanting to get rid of the horrible taste invading her taste buds; then the man vigorously rubs the girl's finger against his own shirt, in an almost futile effort to clean it.

When the man is satisfied, he grabs the girl by the hair and throws her back onto the bed, then proceeds to grab her skirt and forcibly remove it.

The girl makes a desperate, futile attempt to escape, but is thwarted by the stallion's long reach, as he grabs her by the leg and pulls her back against his body.

The man opens his hand and slaps the girl's small but perky bottom soundly, squeezing it afterward. The girl urinates on herself in the panic of the attack. In a firm and forceful action, the man grabs the girl's underwear and rips it open. When he's finished, he takes the urine-filled scraps and forces some into the infant's mouth, using them as a makeshift gag.

The man takes the girl's legs and separates them for a moment, then steps aside, giving me a clear view of the girl's vagina: it's pristine, small, and very tender, with a few fine hairs. I can also see the entrance to her anus, small and pink, with tiny folds around the rim.

The girl squirms and kicks; one of those strong kicks flies near my camera, narrowly missing. I back away, surprised at how close I came to catastrophe, and the man scolds her and puts her back in a submissive position, which, as a bonus, is ideal for penetrating her.

The man's fascinating tool is ready to be used; it must be, because today he is going to destroy the innocence of a minor. The man places his penis against the girl's anus and, when he feels comfortable, he penetrates her roughly. Surprisingly, and despite the lack of lubrication, the phallus enters suddenly; the girl lets out a loud grunt of pain, and her crying intensifies, the suffering evident on her face.

With each thrust of the stallion, more of the scene is revealed. The penis emerges only to re-enter repeatedly. A mixture of white, red, and brown colors is noticeable: smegma, blood, and feces.

The girl gasps and clenches her fists, gripping the comforter tightly in her hands as the stallion drills her tender ass with his large drill bit. A concert of obscene sounds is generated by the combination of friction and the wetness of the girl's tiny cavern. This, combined with the naturally generated suction of the girl's anus, would be more than enough to drive anyone wild.

After several minutes, the man pulls his throbbing phallus out of the girl's now dilated anus, whose opening shrinks and widens as if they were breathing in fear of being violated again.

I get a close-up of the infant's widened hole, which makes me very happy; it's lacerated, and most of the small creases it used to have around the edge have completely disappeared.

I also record a small shot of the male's penis: it is covered in a mixture of anal fluid, feces, smegma, pre-seminal fluid, blood and sweat.

The man forcibly places the minor on her knees, removes the gag from her mouth and places his penis in front of her face, close enough for her to smell it, she looks at him with disgust and sadness. The man orders her to open her mouth, the girl refuses, shaking her head from side to side; the man grabs her by the hair and points his member towards her face, then produces a small stream of urine, she writhes in place. The man makes the request again, but the minor refuses for the second time, and cries, shedding her precious tears on the stud's cock, who, seeing himself rejected again, grabs the minor's face and squeezes her nose.

After a few minutes of struggling for air, the girl, slightly pale from lack of oxygen, opens her mouth. The man seizes this moment, forcing his penis inside her, while shouting at the girl not to bite. The snot that came out as a result of her crying reaches his penis, which is so long it reaches her gullet, creating a large lump on her throat.

The girl tries to pull the member out of her mouth, but the man forces his penis to remain in her throat, only gently moving it in and out. Eventually, the little girl's gag reflex is triggered, causing her to vomit on the stud's penis.

The man savagely spits in the girl's face and rubs it in with his hand; the girl is horrified.

The man pulls out his member, which is now covered in a mixture of anal fluid, fecal matter, vomit, smegma, pre-seminal fluid, saliva, mucus, blood, sweat, and tears.

The stud tells the girl, "Don't forget the balls," as he lifts his penis, giving the girl a glimpse of his giant scrotum. The girl shyly approaches and raises a hand, which the stud grabs, forcing her to touch his testicles, saying, "Why don't you give them a little kiss?" The girl kisses the man's scrotum, but then he commands, "Put them in your mouth and suck." The girl hesitates, so the stud hits her in the forehead with his enormous cock, causing the girl to become alert and attempt to suck the man's balls, as he pats her head in approval.

At this point, I feel like I'm going to have an orgasm just from what I just witnessed, I really want to start masturbating, but I know that would carry the risk of ruining my shots, so I resist the temptation and continue recording the scene with full awareness of what I'm doing.

The man takes the minor and places her face up on the bed. He then positions himself on top of her, but instead of facing the minor, he positions himself perpendicular to her, with his genitals directly above her face. The man tells the girl to breathe deeply and repeats his warning about not biting, then suddenly lowers his hips, penetrating the girl's mouth with his enormous phallus. The man thrusts his penis in and out with great speed, hitting the girl's nose with his drooling balls as he does so. Meanwhile, he places his face against the girl's small, virgin pussy and begins to suck on it. The girl can do nothing but try to quickly push him away.

The man grabs the girl by the hip and plants his feet on the ground. He then tries to stand up, holding the girl without removing his penis from her mouth. The girl's head is almost pointing towards the ground . The sudden change in position frightens the girl, who makes a mistake she will remember: she bites the man's penis. The action isn't very strong, but it's intense enough to cause him to jump. The man shouts, "What the fuck did you just do? Did you bite me?" Then he pulls his penis out of the girl's mouth and says, "Two can play that game." Immediately, the man presses his face against the girl's genitals and bites her labia. The bite isn't strong enough to leave any wounds, but it is painful enough to the little girl, who lets out a cry of forgiveness. The stud drops the girl to the ground and says angrily, "Apology accepted, but don't do that again. I won't be so nice next time."

“Well... Now for the main course!” the stallion exclaims in a more pleasant tone, as he repositions the trembling girl on the bed, lying on her back.

The man grabs two opposite sides of the girl's stained shirt and pulls hard, causing the buttons to give way and pop. The shirt, soaked with urine and sweat, and with a faint brown stain on the chest, is left wide open, revealing a small sports bra. The man finishes removing the shirt and takes off the girl's bra. As she is almost completely undressed, she covers herself out of modesty, trying to protect what little dignity she has left; little does she know that worse things are coming.

The man grabs the girl's arms and pulls them away from his chest, revealing a tiny pair of breasts adorned with two magnificent pink nipples. The stud frees the girl's hands and rubs her nipples with his fingers, making the girl shudder; she then covers her bare chest again in horror.

The stud prepares to penetrate the girl with his large tool and take once and for all that magical and exotic treasure that she jealously guards: her virginity.

The anticipation is evident, and the tension can be felt in the air; today a girl will be stripped of all innocence; today a little girl will give away her first time for the enjoyment of a few; today what must be done to all little bitches like her will be done: today she will be used as a cheap toy made solely for pleasure.

The man quickly and firmly inserts his enormous phallus into the girl's tiny vagina, creating a small bulge in her womb. A heart-rending scream is heard in the studio, and as he finishes penetrating her, the man slowly pulls his penis out of her freshly deflowered pussy. A small amount of blood flows from that hole, then the man penetrates again, this time with greater force, so much so that he probably enters the girl's cervix, causing her to scream loudly.

The man begins the tedious but pleasurable cycle of thrusting his cock in and out of the girl: the movement of his hips gains ever greater speed; his arousal and aggression grow at a dizzying pace. Meanwhile, our little damsel is dying; tears flow from her eyes, tired from crying so much; her broken voice begs for mercy as her attacker's pumps with rage; her palms are white from clenching her fists; she is destroyed.

At one point the pain is so great that the sweet girl loses control of her sphincters and involuntarily urinates on herself again, slightly wetting the man and his enormous penis.

There comes a point where the pace of his thrusts is so rapid that ones knows the inevitable is about to happen: the stallion is going to ejaculate, filling that tiny 12-year-old womb with his thick, fertile semen. The man's hips tense, his movements become rougher, and he lets out a couple of moans as he allows his load to flood the girl's interior. After a couple of hard thrusts, he stops, and that's when I see a couple of white drops emerge. The expression on the girl's face is one of horror; she knows what just happened, and unlike me, she doesn't enjoy it at all.

The stud pulls his penis out of the girl's mangled vagina. His phallus is now covered in an exquisitely disgusting cocktail: fecal matter, anal fluid, vomit, urine, smegma, precum, semen, vaginal fluids, saliva, mucus, blood, sweat, and tears.

I take a beautiful shot of her brand-new vagina and the penis that had just destroyed it in its first use. I take my time to appreciate every detail: the drops of blood and urine falling from her pussy, the lacerations on her buttocks, the bruises between her legs.

The man says he'll give the girl one more order, and tells her it'll most likely be the last; the girl, now drained of energy, doesn't even have the energy to respond.

The man orders the girl, with a sinister smile, to clean his penis with her mouth. The girl remains still and expressionless, so the man repeats the order. The girl still doesn't respond. The man, fed up, grabs the girl by the neck and slaps her hard. A tiny stream of blood emerges from the left corner of her lips. The girl screams and implores, helplessly, for the attack to stop. She says she will comply and gets on her knees. 

The girl, holding back her gagging, opens her mouth slowly, and when the opening is large enough, the man inserts the tip of his penis between the girl's lips.

After about a minute of oral sex, he pulls his member out of the girl's mouth, and when she is about to spit out the waste, the man stops her and orders her to swallow it. The girl, her face filled with terror, complies with the order, but some drops fall on one of the man's feet and others on the floor, then the man orders her to clean the foot with her tongue. The girl looks down at the man's feet, and he lifts one. The girl squeezes her eyes shut, and before she knows it, she has the man's smelly, sweaty foot pressed against her face. The girl does her best to follow the man's instructions: "lick the sole," "between the toes," "not so hard," "suck here," "kiss there," etc.; and finally, she manages to clean the entire foot.

“Well done. Now clean the floor,” the man exclaims cruelly. The girl looks at him fearfully, with the eyes of a slaughtered calf, as if that creature were capable of any compassion; the man simply repeats the order. The girl then squats and begins to lick the floor…

The man takes the first cardboard box on my left and opens it; the box, marked with a large black number 1, contains only a cigarette and two lighters: one gas and one electric. The man takes the lighters and the cigarette, holding it more gently than he had when handling the girl, and throws the box to the floor, briefly startling the little girl, who is still busy licking the floor.

The man presses the button on the electric lighter, generating a small plasma arc between the small electrodes that he presses against the little girl's back, which writhes under the electric current being applied to her until the stud decides to withdraw it a few milliseconds later, leaving the girl in pain and speechless.

The man mockingly exclaims, “Sorry! Wrong place, wrong lighter.”

The stallion discards the electric lighter, takes the gas lighter in his right hand, then spins the small wheel rapidly, causing bright sparks to shoot into the air. When he presses the button, an orange flame emerges almost from nowhere. The man uses the fire to light the cigarette, leaving the tip glowing red.

First, the man puts the cigarette to his lips and takes a deep drag; then he bends down and blows a cloud of smoke in the girl's face, causing her to cough uncontrollably. The man just stands up and laughs.

After a few seconds of anticipation, the man leans forward and swiftly jabs the lit tip of the cigarette into the delicate skin of the youngster's left shoulder. The girl lets out a loud shriek, but the man, far from being frightened, laughs and, as he places the lighters next to the rest of the unopened boxes, exclaims with false modesty, "Did I burn you? Sorry, let me put it out!"

The man stands next to the infant and looks at the camera with his trademark smile; he points his penis toward the girl's head and begins urinating on her in an act of pure evil and contempt.

Golden drops roll down the girl's back and translucent waterfalls fall from her sinuous hair, cascading to the ground. The man then throws the cigarette ashes on the girl's hair and leaves the butt on the ground, next to the previously discarded box. He then tells the girl to continue "cleaning."

Meanwhile, I feel the dampness in my panties increasing, as a huge smile forms on my face. I'm incredibly aroused, but again, I resist the temptation to slide a couple of fingers inside my pussy.

When the little girl has licked most of the debris off the floor, the man congratulates her, tells her she did very well and that she is very strong for her young age.

The girl tries, unsuccessfully, to get up from the ground with what little strength she has left; she looks tired and sad, but relieved that her nightmare is apparently over. Her battered skin is covered in sweat, and her hair is soaked in urine. Still, despite all the mistreatment, abuse, and pain, she made it; she survived!

She pleads in a low, weak voice to return home to her family as soon as possible, and again, asking that she not be harmed any more. Her heavy breathing and soft moans are like music to my ears.

She's still wearing her stockings, which used to be completely white; and her black shoes, which have lost their characteristic shine. Her hair is now disheveled and dirty, and her eyes have lost their dazzling brilliance.

The girl lies gasping on the floor, and just as she musters up enough strength to lift her small body, the man approaches her from behind and inserts his enormous penis into her battered vagina. The girl screams in pain as the man grabs her legs and lifts her up. He treats her like a rag doll. I debate whether to signal the man to slow down and let the scene unfold naturally, but I decide to opt for the latter.

One thing I haven't mentioned is that I've been using the whiteboard to give directions to the stallion without having to speak, so in case he forgets any part of my carefully prepared script, I can always silently remind him with the whiteboard .

The assault is relentless. He moves her like a pocket masturbator; he grabs her by the neck and shakes her up and down, burying his massive battering ram deeper and deeper into our magical fairy's crumbling sanctuary: her tiny pink pussy.

The man pulls out his penis, skillfully flips the girl over, and penetrates her again, then places his masked face against the infant's tiny breasts. He places a nipple in his mouth and begins to suckle, but after a while of this, he bares his teeth and bites down, just hard enough to break the skin and leave a crimson-dotted mark.

It's several minutes of tremendous violence in which the man beats, suffocates, and bites her while raping her with great vigor. It all culminates, of course, in a massive internal ejaculation.

Now the girl breathes shakily on the floor, apparently hoping that everything has come to an end...

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"There are lots of people who want to meet you, you know?" the stallion exclaims after allowing the girl to recover for a few seconds. "I want you to meet a good friend," the stallion says to the little girl.

The second door on the left side of the room slowly opens, revealing a sensual female silhouette; our first guest enters the scene.

A stunning woman with the body of a goddess strides confidently into the room. Her sexy hips sway with every step her long, contoured legs take; her voluptuous backside is shaped like an upside-down heart, and her large breasts bounce slightly as she walks; a stark contrast to the tiny infant lying on the floor.

Her skin is light and like the stallion, she wears a ski mask that allows a view of her bright eyes and flirtatious lips, but she is also wearing a pair of sensual black stockings attached to an erotic garter belt of the same color and beautiful jet-black flat shoes.

The lady looks at the girl while biting her lower lip and says, "She's very pretty, you have great taste." She approaches the girl and lifts her face with her hand, then gently strokes her. "Hello, beautiful! You and I are going to have so much fun," she declares, while looking directly into her eyes and massaging her neck with light pressure.

The woman asks the traumatized child to sit on the bed. The woman helps the younger girl, who is limping, to the bed and, in turn, sits down beside her. The child continues to tremble and tries to cover herself with her hands, but the woman suddenly stops her with her invasive caresses.

The woman approaches the girl and forcibly kisses her; the girl tries to move away and, very offended, tells the woman that this is extremely disgusting apart form being also a serious sin. The woman defiantly replies, "Well, we're both going to hell, you prude," only to forcefully kiss her again.

In the midst of this torturous French kiss, the woman bites the child's lips and sucks with all her might. The woman's tongue enters the infant's mouth, deeply analyzing every nook and cranny with uninhibited passion. The girl writhes from side to side, and when she manages to free her mouth, she screams, declaring through tears that relationships between women are wrong and that she doesn't want to go to hell, imploring the woman to stop. The woman gropes the younger girl's small (and almost nonexistent) breasts even more eagerly. The girl, disgusted, tries to move away, but the stud intervenes and holds her so the woman can continue the act.

The woman then takes one of her large breasts and squeezes it, producing a thin stream of breast milk that falls to the floor. She then squeezes her other breast, this time toward the young girl, wetting her chest with a little breast milk and splashing some on the little girl's face. The woman proceeds to "milk" herself for the little girl a few times, covering her with her thick, sugary milk; she even places her nipples in the infant's mouth and pretends to breastfeed her as one normally would a baby. The stud doesn't waste the opportunity and on one occasion inserts his penis between the woman's breasts, which wets his penis with a little fresh breast milk. Finding a lactating woman and being able to incorporate her into my team was a feat I absolutely wouldn't waste; I have to make the most of all my resources.

By this point, the lady's shaved vagina is open like the petals of a freshly bloomed rose, covered with exquisite spring dew and concealing sweet nectar (which the young girl is about to taste for the first time); it also has a beautiful salmon color that perfectly matches the tone of her large, milky nipples.

The woman leans close to the little girl's ear and whispers, "You can't escape this." She then gently bites her ear and inserts her tongue into her ear canal. Then, she passionately kisses her neck, slowly descending to her chest, then to her abdomen, then to her hips, and finally to her slender legs.

The girl is placed face up on the bed and the woman places her head between the legs of the minor, to then begin to suck her pussy strongly, inserting her tongue and fingers into it, and occasionally inserting a couple of fingers into the anus, even managing to remove some of the fluids previously buried there by the stallion.

The lady devours that small vulva as if it were a haute cuisine delicacy, this concoction of fluids seeming to be her favorite drink, demonstrating once and for all her extreme appetite for young flesh "cooked" in its own juices.

Unfortunately, while the woman is busy exploring the cavernous interior of the girl without any restrictions, the little girl convulses in what seems to be a powerful forced orgasm, and at the climax she kicks the back of the woman's head very hard with her right calf; in response, the woman hits the girl's legs with both hands and gets up very angry.

"Are you trying to stop me, bitch?!" the woman exclaims angrily; she then kicks the girl hard in the groin repeatedly, while angrily shouting insults at her.

"Say you're sorry!" the furious woman shouts. "Apologize, you whore!" The desperate girl raises her voice and exclaims a single word: "Sorry! "

The woman stops kicking the girl and immediately begins to step on her crotch, using the girl's legs as support to rub the sole of her shoe hard against her vulva. After this, the woman approaches the girl from the side and lifts her foot. "Well, if you're so sorry, you'd better lick this sole." The girl, with her face stained with tears, sticks out her tongue and, without hesitation, licks the sole of the woman's shoe, then the woman presses her foot against the girl's face, then lowers her foot amid laughter.

"Don't ever make me mad again, you little slut!" She says as she positions her vagina against the girl's and begins to press both of them together, rubbing them together hard in a sick act of tribadism that the girl tries to reject without success; now the Lady and the girl are intertwined like a freshly braided jute rope.

The woman places one of the girl's legs between her breasts and places her foot (still shod) on the infant's chest, supporting her entire weight on it, making it slightly difficult for her to breathe; all in order to push herself even harder against her pubis, moving her hips in circles with great excitement in the full frenzy of her insanity.

After rubbing herself against the girl for a while, the woman separates her wet vagina from the girl's reddened little pussy and stands up.

"It's my turn; and I'm going to take advantage of it!" says the woman, then climbs onto the bed and squats, placing her pelvis on the girl's face; "Say ahhh!" she says, suddenly descending onto the minor's face and placing a hand on her neck to prevent "unwanted" movements. The woman's pussy is completely resting on the girl's mouth, while her anus fits perfectly over the girl's nose, completely blocking it with her fetid love hole.

The girl writhes and desperately tries to get the woman off her, even hitting her on the legs a couple of times, but it is to no avail. Minutes pass, and the girl's fighting spirit wanes, probably due to lack of oxygen, so the woman gets up and lets her breathe, but just as the girl begins to breathe normally again, the woman expels a large burst of air from her vagina onto the girl's face.

The vaginal fart causes the little girl to shudder, but the woman forces her to perform oral sex again and even takes the opportunity to fart a few times into her little nose, which acts as an anal plug; then the girl writhes again under the woman's buttocks, and the woman announces that she is reaching orgasm with a powerful jet of diluted urine that spills over the girl's body.

"I have a surprise for you! I brought a friend! I think we could have a great time together," the woman exclaims while panting. The door then opens again, and another beautiful woman enters the room. She's wearing the same clothes as the lady, but she's also wearing sexy side tie panties that hide her crotch. Her body is spectacular, and although her breasts aren't as large as the other woman's, they stand out just as well against her wasp waist and rounded hips.

"No more, please," the girl says, amidst her heavy crying. The new woman approaches the girl and tries to calm her down. Her voice is sweet and comforting, so she manages to calm the younger girl down a bit, only to steal a kiss from her in the most shameless way a few seconds later. The young girl pushes the woman away, and that's when she reveals her true nature.

"Let me show you something," says the woman, who moves away a little and proceeds to slowly pull down the underwear that covered her genitals; when the garment goes down enough, a small virile member emerges from her crotch; and it immediately begins to grow until it transforms into a huge phallus. The woman unties the small knot at the side of her panties, and after taking them off, throws them to the floor without any hesitation. The female begins to slowly approach the girl, who screams at her in terror "Don't come near me, you're a freak!" The woman responds with a smile "Yes, I am" and when she is right in front of the trembling minor, she grabs her tightly by the waist.

With the help of the first woman and the stud, they pin her to the bed, then the trans woman says, "If you don't want to do it the easy way, I'm gonna have to do it the hard way!" The woman brings the young girl's legs together, placing her penis between them, and masturbating vigorously. "How does it feel? Do you like it?" The woman says, "Let's make it better!"

The woman spreads the legs of the minor and moves her hips slightly back, then fully penetrates the girl's rectum. The movement is violent, and the girl desperately struggles to avoid further contact with what, thanks to her deeply religious upbringing, she considers a monster straight from hell. The transsexual woman rapes the girl with almost as much force as the stallion, while the woman caresses the back of the aggressor with her enormous breasts.

The women spank the girl and twist her nipples intensely; the cisgender woman continues kissing and licking the girl's body and face, leaving her covered in pacifiers, while with her long, manicured nails, she gently scratches her, leaving red marks all over her delicate body. She opens the girl's mouth and licks her teeth passionately.

The woman exclaims "I have a tip for you... When you put a penis in your mouth, try to cover these beautiful white pearls with your lips...Like this!" says the woman before sucking the childs tongue, as if to give her a lesson. The woman uses her own tongue to lick the mino's lips, then her cheekbones and moves on to sucking her nose. The transgender woman only focuses on pumping her penis in the girl's anus while twisting a nipple and moaning with pleasure.

The stud (who is underneath the girl) takes his penis and places it at the entrance to the little girl's anus, next to the woman's penis. Then, with great force, he pushes it inside the girl, who screams once more. The man begins to move in sync with the woman: each time she pulls out her penis, he inserts his own, deeper each time.

With each penetration, a thin layer of blood and mucus covering both members becomes more noticeable; yet they don't stop completely, only occasionally pausing the movement in order to kiss.

The stud sarcastically asks the women, "Do you like fountains?" The trans woman replies, "I love fountains." After this statement, a torrent of yellowish liquid begins to flow out of the little girl's anus; the man is urinating inside her. The stud, who had just emptied his bladder into the rectum of a 12-year-old girl, pulls his enormous hose out of the girl's anus, while the trans woman continues to brutally pound her.

Suddenly, the woman's jerking movements stop, and she finally pulls her penis out of the minor's anus. The cisgender woman and the stud swap places. In the midst of exchanging positions, the woman and the stud look at each other; she then caresses his arm with one hand while touching his penis with the other. The woman runs her hands over the man's body until she reaches his buttocks, which she spanks. Then they both kiss passionately. The woman then bends over slightly and tilts her head back, opening her mouth happily. The man releases a few drops of saliva from between his lips, with the woman happily taking the spit in her mouth.

The woman gargles the liquid, making sure it's completely mixed with her own saliva. She then brings her mouth close to the girl's, and through a forced kiss, transfers almost all of the viscous liquid into the girl's oral cavity. As usual, she unsuccessfully tries to resist. When they're done their mouths are joined by thin threads of saliva that dissolve at the slightest disturbance.

The transsexual woman turns toward the stud and inspects him from head to toe, then approaches him and gives him a passionate kiss on the mouth. Their Apollonian bodies touch, and their splendid virile members rub against each other passionately. Both glans rub against each other, and the foreskins of their enormous uncircumcised penises seem to kiss with almost the same passion as their lips. The trans woman goes a step further, using her hand to bring the two penises together and masturbate them spiritedly. Then, she takes her penis, retracts the thin skin of its foreskin, and inserts her exposed glans inside the man's foreskin. The two glans caress each other, their urethras continually touch, and their hands explore each other's naked bodies. The passionate kiss ends, and the two lovers separate, giving way to another act of effervescent passion.

The stud, after positioning himself behind the transsexual woman, gives her smooth ass a squeeze and inserts his enormous penis into the trans woman's tight hole (which was previously lubricated), while the latter inserts her cock into the girl's pussy, then, this "train" of pleasure starts moving and continues its movement for several more minutes.

The woman moans loudly, enraptured by the double pleasure she's feeling as a result of the illicit sexual act, and exclaims in the midst of her joy, "This is the best thing in the world; I love you, whore!" Her movements become increasingly rough, and she squeezes the infant's hips ever tighter, indicating to me that she's on the verge of bursting in what will presumably be a huge, dawn-colored eruption.

Meanwhile, the cisgender woman places one hand on the minor's neck, with her other hand, she opens her left eye and then licks it. The girl tries to hit her, but her strength is exhausted, so she has no choice but to endure the woman's slimy tongue in her eye. Later, the woman takes the minor's left hand and brings it to her mouth, licking and sucking it, all before moving it to her private parts and rubbing herself against it. The woman even inserts the girl's full hand into her private parts. This way, the woman uses the minor's hand to masturbate joyfully, while using her own hand to caress the minor's tiny clitoris, while her child vagina continues to be savagely penetrated by the transgender woman.

The trans woman stops, and the man does the same; then the man pulls his penis out of the anus of the trans woman, who also pulls her penis out of the minor's vagina, which has been left overflowing with the fresh, sticky semen of a beautiful girl: freshly released from her testicles, which, like the stud's, had lasted a long time without being emptied; like a hot pressure cooker with the release valve covered. 

The exhausted women get up very happily, thank the stud for the invitation and say goodbye with a couple of kisses, leaving the room through the same door they entered.

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The man takes the second box and produces a small red candle.

"You know what? I was thinking about celebrating my birthday early, and I was looking for a suitable cake, but I think you'll fit the bill perfectly!" He exclaimed while taking the candle, then the stallion shouted, "Now it's your turn, Boys!"

The camera is pointed at the bedroom door, asit swings open, allowing three masked, well-endowed gentlemen to enter. A rancid stench of sweat and smoke fills the room.

The three subjects were selected in the same way as the stallion and have similar characteristics, although slightly less so. Having these three men gives me great creative freedom, and I love creative freedom

"I invited some friends over to celebrate. I hope you don't mind!" the man says somewhat clownishly.

The men approach the girl and lift her off the floor; they gently stroke her disheveled hair, lick her face, and kiss her neck. They plunge their slimy tongues deep into her ears and nostrils, probing them like tentacles; then they open her nose wide with their grimy fingers to admit the stinking scent of sweat that now fills the room.

They also force her to stick out her tongue for them to suck on it, producing a host of lewd sounds that make my hair stand on end. One of the men lifts her arm and tickles the girl's armpit; another man seizes the opportunity and, excited, takes one of the girl's feet, removes her shoe, and gently strokes the sole with his fingertips (with the sock still on); the girl shakes from the tickling caused by both actions, involuntarily releasing a slight laugh that quickly turns into a melancholic cry. The third man inserts two fingers into the girl's mouth and pulls the corner of her cheeks to the side, creating a strange forced smile on the right side of her face.

The first man, without shame or modesty, begins to lick and suck the girl's armpit, soaking it with saliva, while at the same time using the minor's hand to masturbate; the second man removes her sweaty sock, licks the sole of her foot and even inserts the girl's big toe into his mouth to suck it hard; the third man, on the other hand, moistens his index finger with his saliva and inserts it into the girl's navel as if it were a vagina, digging deep inside it. He then takes the fingers of his other hand out of the minor's mouth and inserts one into the infant's right ear; he digs into it without delicacy and by the time he removes it, it is covered in a serous, orange residue; it is earwax. The man then reinserts his fingers into the mouth of the weak minor, who has been trying to resist the abuse in vain this entire time.

The men overwhelm the little girl with their heavy breathing, impregnate her from head to toe with their repugnant odor, and fondle her entire body with their dirty, adventurous hands, tracing paths of desire on the maiden's childish curves.

Gently, they spread her legs, then one of them positions himself between her thighs and without saying a word inserts his member into her destroyed vagina to begin, once again, abusing her, alternating between penetrating her anus and her vagina, thus filling himself with pleasure.

One of the men grabs a large clump of the girl's hair, wraps it around his erect penis, and begins to vigorously masturbate with it; not even our little girl's lush hair is safe from abuse. The man who was sucking the girl's foot penetrates the girl's recently removed sock with his penis and begins to masturbate with it while enthusiastically smelling the shoe. The man approaches the girl again and penetrates her with the sock still on his penis; the soft fabric is damp with the girl's sweat and the man's pre-cum, and the parts that aren't soak up the girl's fluids like a thirsty castaway.

With the help of the others, the man rapes the girl, using the article of clothing as a condom. A few minutes later, the man removes the sock from the girl's vagina and masturbates as he did at the beginning. After a moment of enthusiastic masturbation, he writhes slightly, making it evident that he has ejaculated inside the sock, which had also recently been inside the girl. The man places the semen-filled sock and the shoe bacj on the girl, but not before inserting his penis between each of her toes.

The stallion exclaims, "I see you like the cake I brought, but I think a good birthday cake deserves some good candles, doesn't it?!" As he uses the gas lighter to light the candle he previously removed from the second box, he then holds it against the little girl's abdomen until a few drops of hot wax trickle down to the base, and from there onto the girl's delicate skin, who moans and shudders from the burning liquid. Little by little, the wax hardens, turning into a reddish paste on the girl's stomach.

The man blows out the candle and discards it along with the lighter. He then takes a small electric fly-swatter out of the same box and exclaims, "I heard my cake might attract some flies; fortunately, I have just the right tool." The stud then turns on the device and presses the button on the side of the handle. He then strikes the girl's body with the fine, electrified mesh, delivering a small electric shock to the girl at the point of contact between her skin and the thin electrodes. The stud is delighted to see the girl convulse and repeats the process, this time on her left nipple. "Oh, look, there's a big one!" he exclaims, before delivering another shock to the infant's right nipple, finally bringing it close to her genitals and delivering a final shock to the delicate area, eliciting a passionate scream from the girl.

The stud puts away the racket and abruptly rips off the piece of dried wax that was resting on the girl's abdomen, taking a few hairs with it and exposing the girl's flushed and sensitive skin. He then takes the third box from my side and opens it; inside are a pair of black over-ear headphones connected to a simple MP3 player. The player's memory is filled with songs that the girl had previously expressed a great affinity for; it also contains several of the most listened to songs locally and nationally. The aim is for the girl to slowly associate these songs with the abuse she is suffering. The audio of the songs is occasionally interspersed with recordings of screams and disturbing sounds at different volume levels . All of this will be explained through subtitles for the film's viewers.

The men momentarily stop the abuse; the stud takes the headphones and places them on the girl. He then presses play, and the men continue their gruesome act. The girl tries to remove the headphones without success, and is forced to endure the rape to the beat of her favorite artists, ruining much of the enjoyment she derived from listening to their music.

This way, the three men take turns raping the little girl one by one, under the watchful eye of the stud, who watches the painful situation with determination, delighting in each attack of the other men against the vulnerable little girl, who pleads for them to stop in every opportunity she gets.

At one point, the stud removes the girl's headphones, and one of the men stands behind her, holding her legs. With a firm grip, the man penetrates the girl's vagina. Another man then positions himself in front of her, striking a boxer-like pose. Immediately afterward, a powerful uppercut hits the girl's slender abdomen. The blow causes the girl's delicate abdominal and vaginal muscles to contract, filling the man penetrating her with pleasure. Without giving her time to catch her breath, the man lands another punch on the girl's stomach, then silently walks away.

After this, the man penetrating the minor paused the movement for a moment, giving her some time to catch her breath. He then pulled his penis out of the girl's vagina and quickly inserted it into her anus. Another man then arrived and suddenly penetrated the girl's vaginal canal with such force that she almost fell to the studio floor.

The little girl screams and convulses under the double attack, but she is unable to free herself from the two men, who seem to be slowly sawing away at her integrity. Reddish drops fall to the ground from the infant's defiled holes, and her screams are drowned out by the grunts of pleasure from the two attackers, who delight in her sublime body, without any regard for her great suffering. This, along with the rhythmic swaying of their hips and the percussion of flesh against flesh, compose a cruel, grotesque symphony of which I am a proud witness and principal composer.

The men carry the girl to the bed, where one of them lies beneath her, penetrating her vagina; another penetrates her anus; the stud joins in, occasionally forcing the girl to perform oral sex on him, and even urinating in the little girl's throat and pulling her hair. The man in charge of penetrating the girl's anus pulls his penis out, then places it in front of the girl's vagina, and, just as the trans woman did, penetrates it forcefully. What follows is a constant interchange between penetrating the girl's vagina and anus.

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Suddenly, and without explanation, the men pull their penises out of the girl and leave her on the floor. The third man, who was calmly masturbating while watching the rape approaches, and the three men surround the child. They present their enormous penises to the girl, and the stud orders her to suck each and every single one of them. The girl, overwhelmed, freezes, and the men bring their penises close to the little girl's face, forcing her to suck them one by one. It's like a well-organized production line: while one man inserts his penis into the girl's mouth, the other two use the little girl's tiny hands to stimulate themselves. This way, their orgasms don't lose momentum.

In a matter of seconds, and in an action that seems highly coordinated, the three ejaculate a sea of ​​semen over the minor, who is left covered from head to toe in the translucent liquid.

The stud gets in front of the girl and forces his magnificent cock into her little mouth, letting out a big load of fresh jizz down her throat and directly into her stomach, and squirting some more on the girl's tongue for her to taste. The man takes his huge cock out of the girl's mouth and orders her to swallow the high quality sperm. with tears in her eyes and a grimace of loathing, the girl gulps down the stud's "sour cream". The man indicates the girl to say "thanks for the meal", which the girl sheepishly does in the studio floor.

The doorway at the side of the room opens, and an unusual figure peers out from under the door frame. The creature eagerly enters the room: an beautiful dog with a short, blond coat, though somewhat dirty in appearance; its floppy ears give it the appearance of a Labrador retriever, but I can't say for sure. The dog is wearing a black collar attached to a black leash and a muzzle, which gives the animal a menacing air.

Tugging on the leash are two old friends: the two women who previously abused the little girl, bringing the dog along as a guest. The girl is expectant, unsure of the reason behind the animal's presence. As an additional note, I should mention that the girl has a pet dog, and in fact, many of the photos the girl uploads to social media feature the beloved canine.

The dog that will be performing in the scene was recently rescued from the streets and has been briefly trained to perform sequences like the one we'll be filming shortly. The muzzle device is merely an aesthetic decoration, as the canine has no tendency toward violent behavior, much less biting; in fact, it tends to be quiet and calm most of the time.

The women greet the men, and one of the femanles says, "We've brought a friend who also wants to have fun. Would you mind letting him hang out with her for a while?" To which the man replies, "Sure, we're happy to share."

One of the women puts a layer of what appears to be straw in te floor. The men, including the stud, each hold one of the girl's limbs to the ground, putting the girl's torso above the straw. The girl moves uncomfortably in the floor, her back scratched by the straw fibers and her limbs firmly gripped by the four gentlemen, who's balls dangle dangerously close to the girl's hands and feet. Upon noticing this possible weakness, the four men correct their posture, leaving the girl with nothing to grab onto.

The trans woman holds the dog's leash, while the cisgender woman approaches the little girl and whispers in her ear, "If you hurt him or try to do anything to him, you'll die!" She then pets the dog (which has been sniffing the child nonstop), and positions it so its hip is facing the infant's face."Oh, and one more thing!" the woman continues, "I see you followed my advice about the lips... that applies to this one too, so don't forget about it". The woman then takes the animal's soily penis between her fingers and begins to stimulate it by quickly stroking it; the dog's member begins to protrude like lipstick, and the woman celebrates by affectionately petting the dog.

The woman tells the girl to open her mouth and places one hand under her head, while with the other she takes the canine's penis and guides it into the girl's mouth. The trans woman gently pushes the animal's pelvis to ensure it advances correctly. The canine's penis enters and exits the girl's mouth, which she keeps wide open; as she is afraid of being killed if she doesn't. The women then move the canine away from the girl. The trans woman passes the other woman an item she had hidden in her hand since they entered: a gag with a small rubber ball with holes in it. The woman puts the gag on the girl, placing the ball in her mouth and adjusting the strap.

The women bring  the dog back to the girl and place its pelvis on top of hers; the women guide the animal so that it can insert its penis into the girl's vagina. The animal's pale, veined phallus makes contact with the girl's genitals, and she panics, trying to scream and flee. Fortunately, both events were prevented: the gag helps silence the girl's screams, and the men restrain its movements, preventing the animal from becoming overly stressed, unpredictable and unreliable.

Finally, the animal's penis slowly enters the girl's pussy, and she lets out a muffled scream in agony. The women push the animal's pelvis and encourage it as it penetrates the girl, who clenches her fists tightly, powerless against the humiliation she is suffering. The animal then begins to move on its own, enthusiastically riding the girl while being caressed by the women. The dog brings its snout close to the girl's face, exhaling its rancid breath directly in her perfect visage, separated only by the muzzle the dog is wearing; this further exasperates the little girl, who feels the full weight of the animal pounding between her legs.

The handlers notice the dog trying to penetrate the girl even further and attemting to drive its knot inside of the girl, so they have to help the hound insert the knot of its penis into the young girl's wreked vagina, and when it finally enters the girl's hole, the little hoe screams thru the gag even harder than the last time. I'm left wondering how that hole can still be that tight, even after being thru so much action today.

The stallion turns to the girl, whose face is consumed by tears, and exclaims, "I can see you're enjoying this." The stallion continues, "What should we get you next time? A donkey? A horse? No, I know! A pig! I'm sure at this rate you'll become the farm's favorite." The group lets out several hearty laughs and continues to encourage the canine to penetrate the young girl even harder.

The animal, without removing its member from the girl, turns around and resumes the copulation movement, which for it, is purely a reproductive matter. The canine suddenly stops and remains in that position for a few seconds. The girl's eyes, wide open, resemble a pair of waterfalls, and her breathing is labored.

The women separate the dog from the girl and congratulate him; some thick liquid drips from the dog's penis, it just ejaculated inside the girl. The trans woman then exclaims with irony in her voice: "It seems you're going to have puppies. Those are going to be real freaks!" Everyone except the girl, laugh, as the women roughly remove the gag from her mouth. After all this, the two women and the animal cross the threshold, never to be seen again by my camera lens.

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One of the men pulls back the white sheet at the side of the room, revealing a peculiar contraption, a small, simple-looking obstetric chair .

While the stud holds the girl on the floor, the other three men move the chair to the center of the room.

Then, two of the three men, along with the stallion, lift the girl off the floor. While the stallion holds her arms, the two men firmly grasp her legs, spreading them wide. The men place the girl in the chair and hold her while the fourth places the safety restraints around her ankles and ties her wrists to the chair frame. Finally, when the girl is fully secured in the contraption, the men retreat to the side of the room that used to be occupied by the chair.

One of the men approaches my left and grabs the fourth cardboard box. He then opens it and extracts two objects: a thin plastic hose and a tube of what appears to be lubricant. Specifically, it's a size 10 Nelaton urethral catheter (a more than ideal size for a girl her age) and a tube of water-based lubricant.

The man uncovers the catheter and, without the slightest hygiene or asepsis, applies a small amount of lubricant to the tip with his bare hand, which is undoubtedly going to give the minor a urinary tract infection. The man then approaches the girl (who is being forced into a highly uncomfortable position, but more than pleasing to the lens of my camera) and approaches her vagina, but instead of going to her vaginal entrance, he opens her labia majora wide with one hand while locating the entrance to her urethra with the tip of the catheter. When he finally finds it, he asks the girl to breathe deeply and begins to slowly insert the catheter into her urethra.

Screams fill the room as the man inserts the instrument, but suddenly, with a third of the probe inside, he stops and begins to slowly withdraw it... This doesn't last long and is followed by a new introduction of the catheter which, when it is introduced a third of its total length, is again retracted only to be pushed into the girl's urethra.

The girl's attempts to kick are stifled by the chair's rigid structure. The fight is evidently unfair, and the girl is simply wasting what little energy she has left. This is a ritualistic and chaotic mating dance that lasts for several minutes, but sooner or later the rest of the spectacle must begin, so the man finally removes the catheter from the girl's urethra, which is still trembling in the chair's structure.

The torturer takes the box again, leaving the probe inside it, and extracts another equally disconcerting device. It's an elongated object made of clear plastic with a handle similar to that of a silicone applicator gun, the kind used in windows: it's a disposable vaginal speculum. The man shows the device to the camera as he opens and closes it; then he takes it in his right hand while parting the little girl's vaginal lips with his left. The man then inserts the speculum  sideways into the girl's vagina, causing her to tremble in her seat.

The man rotates the speculum and opens it, revealing the little girl's cervix; the hole that used to be small is now dilated and vomiting the semen that has been deposited inside it throughout the day. The man uses his gloved fingers to palpate the red walls of the cervix and, without the slightest concern for the pain the little girl might feel, inserts his finger into the orifice. The little girl moans of pain, but the man continues moving his fingers, constantly oscillating between being outside and inside.

"I have an idea," the man declares in a eureka moment. The abuser takes the probe out of the box again, and without saying a word, inserts it into the little girl's urethra. The man then takes the other end of the probe and uses it to penetrate the little girl's cervix, causing her to cry uncontrollably. The man removes the probe from both places, excitedly noting the wetness of the instrument. The speculum is removed next, and when it finally emerges from the girl's vagina, the last remains open for a little while.

The man leaves the used probe and speculum on the floor, then grabs the fifth box (which is considerably larger than the previous ones), from which he extracts a device that looks like something out of a science fiction novel: a transparent dome with rubber edges, connected to a hose that, at the opposite end, connects to a handle with a trigger and a circular gauge. It is a vacuum chamber connected to a vacuum pump. Without hesitation, the man places the dome over the minor's private parts and pulls the trigger several times.

The girl's genitals enlarge as the meter moves. Her crying, once loud, has ceased; silenced by the new sensation she is experiencing. Then, without releasing the pressure from the system, the man breaks the suction and, tearing off the dome of the minor's vulva , withdraws it, revealing a reddened and slightly swollen vulva. He then hits her vagina with his fingers and subjects her to an embarrassing digital penetration in which he opens her vaginal lips, showing part of her internal anatomy, which causes the minor to scream.

The man, far from stopping, roughly gropes the girl's genitals while sodomizing her with his fingers. When the swelling subsides, he turns his attention to the girl's flat chest. He places the dome on her underdeveloped left breast and presses the trigger a few times. He turns a small knob on the handle, producing a slight hissing sound. The gauge returns to zero, indicating that the pressure in the system has returned to normal. He then does the same to the girl's right breast. The result is a pair of pink "breasts" with round marks around them.

The man puts the pump back in the box and takes out three transparent cylinders with knobs on one end: nipple and clitoris suckers.
He places them in position: one for each nipple and a slightly larger one for her small, almost nonexistent clitoris. The man begins to turn each of the knobs little by little, then removes the suckers from the girl's nipples all at once; the next step is to remove the clitoris sucker. The girl's nipples are now large, and her clitoris, although still barely visible, looks larger. "They look like cherries on a cake," the stud exclaims. "We should eat them, shouldn't we?"

The man takes a small spool of dental floss out of the box with a pair of blunt-tipped scissors, and puts away the rest of the implements. He cuts some string and ties the girl's sore nipples together, leaving two knots with two bulbous, swollen protrusions visible.

Before putting away the scissors, he places them against the girl's left breast so that her nipple is between the two blades. He then begins to slowly close both blades, but just as they are about to close completely, the man moves the scissors away and puts them back in the box along with the leftover thread. The trembling girl lets out a sigh of relief.

The man then begins to lick the girl's nipples and clitoris as if they were the juiciest cherries on a cake, making sensual circular movements with his tongue and sucking with all his might.

The man takes a milk frothing wand out of the box, one of those you would use in a coffee shop, and turns it on, causing the coiled wire at the tip to spin at high speed. He then uses it as a vibrator, gently pressing the wand against the little girl's erogenous zones, she shakes from the electrifying sensations the utensil produces

Halfway through, the man turns off the milk frother and, after putting it away, takes a piece of cardboard out of the box with clothespins attached. The man takes a pair and lets one close over one of the nipples of the girl, who screams. He then grabs another and places it on the other nipple. Apparently, both clothespins are connected by a string, which the man pulls, despite the girl's complaints. Next, the man takes a group of four clothespin that are also grouped by a string, and one by one, places them on the girl's labia majora, two on each side. He then grabs both strings, one in each hand, and pulls them until the clothespins in her vagina pop out from their respective places. The girl squirms violently, helpless to do anything about it, while the men laugh. The man puts the implements back in the box, as he has done several times before, and takes out an electric toothbrush.

The man turns on the brush and presses the head on one of the girl's nipples, then moves on to the other, and a little while later he places it in her vagina, then the stud approaches and orders the girl to open her mouth saying also: "You have a very filthy mouth, you called my friend "freak", I can't allow that"; the girl reluctantly obeys and the brush is shoved all the way into her mouth, colliding with her tongue as it seeks to dislodge the foreign body from her oral cavity. The man takes the drool-soaked brush out of the girl's mouth and puts it back in her vagina, stimulating her enormously; meanwhile, he also pulls on the string still tied to her nipples and stimulates her erogenous zones with his free hand. He plays her as if they were the keys of a piano, hitting all the right notes to provoke in her a shuddering forced orgasm that drives her to scream at the top of her lungs.

The men free the girl from her restraints, and one of them lies down on the bed; the others place the girl face up on top of him. One man stands in front of the girl and, without saying a word, penetrates her vagina with his enormous alpha male penis. The man, lying down, directs his penis toward the girl's anus and penetrates it very forcefully. The third man grabs one of the girl's hands and places it on his penis, masturbating with it and inserting one of the girl's small fingers into his filthy urethra; he even rubs the glans of his penis against the girl's tied nipples and inserts them into his urethra.

Seeing this, the man in charge of penetrating the girl's vagina spits on his pinky finger and forcefully inserts it into the little girl's urethra, penetrating her up to the second phalanx.

The girl doesn't stop screaming until the stud places his penis in front of her and forces her to perform oral sex on him. This continues for several minutes, with the men constantly changing positions, eager to experience all the pleasures the girl has to offer. All four ejaculate multiple loads inside the girl, leaving her completely filled.

Satisfied, the men restrain the girl in the chair again. The torturer takes out his scissors again and uses them to cut the rope tied to the girl's nipples. Before putting the blades away, he plays the same game, threatening to cut the girl. When the swelling has subsided a bit, he takes out of the box (which appears to have no bottom) a metal rod with a peculiar, spiked wheel at the end: a Wartenberg wheel. He systematically spins the wheel over the girl's abdomen, while the girl tries not to move to avoid being pricked by the wheel's spikes. Then the man finally discards the fifth box and grabs the sixth (smaller).

The stallion exclaims, "I think this cake needs a good filling!" Then the man takes out of the box a quartered lemon, a juicy strawberry, and a large 250-milliliter syringe. This particular syringe is completely filled with flour, milk, and eggs mixed thoroughly. The faint smell of the combination isn't very unpleasant, but I imagine the sensation must be.

First, the man places one of the lemon slices in the girl's mouth, causing her to frown. He then squeezes another slice directly onto one of her eyes, causing the girl to kick and scream for mercy. The man then takes the remaining two quarters and squeezes them into the girl's vagina, causing her to complain of itching in her private parts. The man then takes the syringe, inserts the tip into the girl's anus, and presses the plunger hard, emptying the entire contents into the little girl's rectum, which he briefly plugs with the large strawberry that was in the box. As soon as the man removes the strawberry from the girl's anal opening, a creamy mixture oozes out of her damaged anus, covering the floor with a nearly liquid cake mix. The girl screams throughout the entire process.

The man takes a wooden spoon out of the box and scoops some of the slimy mixture from the floor. He then places the spoon in front of the girl's mouth and says, "Ahh." The girl initially refuses to open her mouth, but after a firm squeeze of her still-sensitive nipples, she obeys the command and opens her mouth, into which the man pours a generous spoonful of the mixture, which had just been in her rectum. She can barely swallow the blend and is clearly struggling to contain her vomit. The man hits her hard on the leg with the wooden spoon and puts it back in the box. He then discards the fifth box and grabs the sixth (smaller) one.

Finally, the man takes a toilet brush, a small wooden-handled hand-operated plunger, and a pink cloth rag out of the box; all are used and visibly dirty. The stallion exclaims, "Looks like it's time to clean up." First, the man takes the plunger and presses it against the girl's abdomen until a vacuum is created. Then, he pulls it until he hears the classic "pop" that sounds when the vacuum is broken. He then repeats this on different parts of the body with varying results; the best, undoubtedly, was obtained by pressing it against the girl's buttocks. Afterward, he grabs the rag and squeezes it over the girl: a small stream of raw sewage falls on her. He wrings the rag over the girl's face again, and a few drops of filthy water fall on her face. He then holds the rag over the girl's face and tries to insert a little of it into her mouth. The girl simply turns her face away, and the rag falls to the floor.

The man picks up the rag and takes a fourth object out of the box: a bottle of water (albeit with contents too murky to be safe to drink). The torturer opens the bottle and places the rag on the girl's face, making sure with one hand that she can't knock it off her face. The man tilts the bottle, letting a steady stream of cold, murky water fall on the rag. The girl thrashes and gasps for air, as the feeling of drowning overcomes her; the men just laugh, and the water continues to be poured on her face, while she makes all sorts of desperate but endearing sounds. The man stops the stream of water and removes the rag from the girl's face; the sounds of her coughing and intermittent breathing can be heard throughout the room. The man wrings the rag out again on the girl's face, as she struggles not to have another coughing fit on the set.

Now only the brush remains, the man rubs it against the girl's body, paying special attention to her genitals and armpits. The brush's rough bristles rub against the girl's delicate skin, which makes her scream from the combination of tickling and abrasion. The man puts away the implements and leaves the box next to the other open boxes.

The man takes the seventh box and opens it; from it he takes out a small retractable tape measure, extends it a little and then folds the extracted tape in half, with the convex sides of the sheet facing outwards. He proceeds to hit the girl's legs with the tape very hard, causing some redness to her skin; even so, it doesn't seem to hit hard enough for the man's liking, as he discards it back in the box, stating that he needs something more "powerful." Then, much to the girl's chagrin, he takes out of the box a metal ruler about 30 centimeters long, and with confidence in his new weapon, hits the girl's leg hard with it, leaving a large rectangular mark on her skin. The girl clenches her teeth in an attempt not to scream, probably because her throat is sore from doing so, but the man hits her again with the ruler, this time with more force, so the minor is unable to contain herself and lets out a scream that is suddenly cut off by a dry cough.

One of the men takes off the girl's shoes and removes the clean sock from her foot. The man with the ruler shifts his focus of attack and begins mercilessly beating the sole of the girl's bare foot with the ruler. The girl's toes flex sharply, and the skin in the area wrinkles in response. The man continues beating until he sees the beautiful reddish color bloom. The man who stole the sock approaches the cooler and takes out some ice, which he proceeds to place inside the sock. He then returns to the girl and puts the sock back on her. The icy sensation shocks the girl, who shudders; but the man simply puts the shoes on her feet and ties the laces without flinching.

In a quiet moment, the girl quietly asks for a little water; and the man in charge of torturing her takes advantage of the situation to humiliate her further. He takes the jug of water from my side and pours some into one of the plastic cups, then takes a long drink and slowly spills the rest of the contents on the floor. He asks the girl, "Are you thirsty?" To which the girl replies affirmatively. The man places the cup under his penis and lets a little urine flow into it. He then holds it in front of the girl and says, "Drink! It's all you'll get." The girl doesn't even question the subject, and when she drinks a little of the urine from the cup, the man completely turns it over, spilling the golden fluid all over her.

The men release the girl from the chair and each pour a little water from the pitcher into the provided paper cups. The torturer fills the dog bowl with water and places it in front of the little girl, saying, "Drink, you earned it!" The girl, without hesitation, grabs the bowl, but the man says, "Leave it on the floor, don't grab it." The girl lowers her gaze and burys her face in the bowl to drink from it. The young girl, although tremendously humiliated, manages to drink calmly for the first time since she arrived here. The man responds to the girl's obedience by saying, "Good dog, you've learned your place."

With the girl rehydrated, the men forcibly lift her and place her back in the chair, securing her tightly. The man returns to the seventh box and removes two objects: the first is a small cordless drill; the second is a spiral dildo connected to some sort of adapter. The man connects the adapter to the drill and turns it on, making sure it is set to the lowest setting. He places the dildo against the entrance to the girl's pussy and pulls the trigger. The dildo begins to spin, its soft curves rubbing against the delicate skin of the girl's genitals. The man then decides to penetrate the girl with the instrument. She begs the man not to do it, not to press the button, but he turns a deaf ear and enthusiastically presses the trigger, causing the chuck to spin, and along with it, the small dildo it is carrying.

With the drill adjusted to the correct speed, the girl alternates between screams of horror and moments of silence, broken only by the white noise produced by the machine running. The poor girl's vagina will probably be ruined today, but that's what it was made for anyway. Furthermore, given the dildo's design and material, it's unlikely to do much damage. The man simply moves the drill around, using oscillating and circular movements, as if this were the hardest hole he's ever had to drill; the girl is in agony; they've made a huge hole in her soul, and now they're only making it bigger. The man removes the dildo from the girl's vagina, removes it from the drill, and stores both items in the box, which he places with the others.

It is worth clarifying that the markings of all the elements used, as well as their unique characteristics, have been hidden by all available means.

The men (again) release the girl and (after putting the chair back in its place) leave her on the floor; there, each one throws a large spit in her face, and then immediately leaves the scene one by one, leaving us alone again with the minor.

The stud approaches the camera and takes the eighth cardboard box next to me, finally opening it. From it, he takes out a black permanent marker and a pair of white latex gloves, which he proceeds to put on.

The stud says, "Time to get creative!" He uncaps the marker and draws a dotted line around the girl's neck . He writes the words "Empty" on her forehead and "Dirty Whore" on her chest. He also writes "Sperm Bank" on her abdomen, adorned with a pair of spermatozoids, and "Semen Depot," with arrows on her pelvis and thighs pointing to her crotch. On her right leg, he writes "Empty Head, Full Ass," while on her left, he writes "Cheap Ass Licker." All of this is made easier by the girl's lack of fight; she's exhausted from the constant battle she's tried to wage against her abusers.

From the same box, the man takes out a handheld mirror and places it in front of the girl. "Look at yourself!" says the stud. The girl can't find the strength to open her eyes and look in the mirror. The man says, "Look at yourself, you filthy whore!" and grabs her hair tightly. "You're a mess, girl: you're broken, you're stupid, and you look terrible. No one will ever want you, so get used to this!" exclaims the man, throwing the girl to the ground. The man tells her, "You should thank us for doing this... in fact, do it!... Thank us!" Terrified and confused, the girl asks, "What?" To which the man replies, "You're going to say 'Thank you for raping me,' and you're going to do it with a fucking smile on your face."

The girl refuses, so the man grabs her arm and begins to twist it, at which point the girl cries out through tears, "Thank you for raping me!" The man stops squeezing the girl's arm and says, "Say that again." The girl answers from the ground, her voice breaking, "Thank you for raping me," to which the stud replies, "Now say it with a smile on your fucking face." The girl forces a clearly fake smile and, through her tears, repeats, "Thank you so much for raping me!" to which the stallion cynically responds, "You're welcome, honey!"

From the ninth box, the man takes out a black spray bottle adorned only with a white pictogram of a flame; it's pepper spray. He then extracts a small green twig with serrated leaves attached to a thin metal rod; it's a nettle stem. Finally, the man takes out of the box what appear to be two ginger roots peeled halfway down; one is shaped vaguely like an anal plug, while the other is simply cylindrical. The man makes sure to show the roots, stem, and bottle of pepper spray to the camera, then he slowly and carefully approaches the girl; I do the same.

The stallion places the branch and the bottle on the ground and approaches the girl, who doesn't even flinch; he has a root in each hand. A few inches from the girl, he points the roots at her holes. Suddenly, the man penetrates the girl's vagina with the cylindrical root, while the plug-shaped one penetrates her anus.

The girl begins to scream and writhe on the ground; her eyes are wide open, her hands struggling to pull the roots out of her private parts. The stud takes advantage of this moment to grab the spray bottle from the ground and spray a cloud of irritating gas into the girl's eyes, which immediately become red and bloodshot.

Finally, the girl manages to remove the tubers from her private parts, but the stallion begins to hit her with the branch, focusing on her buttocks and groin, making sure to brush the leaves against her skin. After such a panic, the girl collapses; the stallion gives her one last blow with the plant to the groin, accompanied by a kick in the same place; the girl lies on the ground, clutching her two legs together.

After just a few minutes of exposure to the plants, tiny pink welts begin to appear on the pale skin around the little girl's pubic area and on her buttocks. She continues scratching herself and rolling on the ground in the itch, trying to somehow relieve the burning pain that plagues her.

The stud, pleased, ends the session, but not before first opening the cooler and taking out an ice popsicle, which, by the way, is made from a mixture of bodily fluids (mainly urine, semen, saliva, and sweat from the stud) . The man gently places the frozen popsicle on the back of the girl, who lies on the ground and shudders from the burning cold of the wicked popsicle. The man says seriously, "Take a rest, bitch, clients will be coming to see you soon... Go on... eat it, don't let it melt on you!"

By this point, the girl has lost consciousness a couple of times, but remains in relatively good condition, especially considering what she has been through.

Fortunately, she's still alive, although very weak, so I finally let her rest peacefully. Meanwhile, the man disposes of the items in a designated container and takes a leisurely shower. He knows he'll most likely be the first one caught, but he doesn't care at all. He's done his job, and he's extremely happy about it.

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The powerful flashlight at my side is pointed directly at the girl's face, blinding her. A dark hood is then placed over her head. The girl is tied tightly ( behind the cameras and with the help of several accomplices) with hemp rope and left for several minutes in an extremely uncomfortable position, which, among other things, involves her legs and arms being crossed (similar to an ebi-zeme). This opportunity is used to thread a rope between her legs, pulling it taut between her labia majora, completely touching her femininity. Meanwhile, the two accomplices who brought her here speak briefly behind the camera about a supposed plan to put her to sleep, harvest her organs, and then kill her. This, of course, is just a ruse, carried out to generate panic in the girl. Finally, the scaried girl's legs are untied and she is forced to suddenly stand up; I can see her staggering as the tingling sensation takes hold of her.

An accomplice throws a rope up the beam in the roof and gest behind the girl. He puts the rope around her neck and ties it with a slip knot, ordering the girl to stand on her toes. The girl appears to ignore the order, so the man tenses the rope and ties it to a closeby door knob. This pulls the girl up the floor a little; lifting her from the neck and making it hard for her to breath. The terrified girl automatically begins to stand on her toes, trying to hold herself from being hanged to death. "Good girl!" says the man as he walks away leaving me to appreciate her struggle.

In her fight to survive, the girl softly pleads for her life with the little air that gets past her trachea and thru her vocal chords; she is affraid of dying, to be honest, who wouldn't be? I can see her nervously shifting possitions to try and stay still, she has to endure, but she's already tired. A couple minutes later the man returns with an object and another rope in his hands, exclaiming "I thought we could up the difficulty a little".

The hood is then removed from her head and the man shows the struggling girl a small object, a wooden christian cross. The girl trembles in sight of the sacred object, fearing of what they could do with it. The man asks her "Do you love Jesus?" to which the girl replays with a sounding "Yes", the man says "Then why don't you give him a little kiss?", the girl obliges, giving the object a peck. "Show some more passion, girl" says the man, and the girl kisses the wooden artifact with dutifulness.

The man says "Well done, now for your challenge" and throws the rope up the beam as he previously did, but this time, he ties it arround one of her legs, tying the other end to another doorknob. After a couple minutes the man says "You know how to show love, let's show him a little more love" and gets behind the girl. He teases the girl's vagina with the cross and upon feeling it in her intimate parts, the girl starts struggling even more, so much so that she almost falls from her toes, needing the help of the man to recover. "Please, Stop" screams the youngling "Why?" asks the man "Because it is a sin" she replays. "Then you are a sinner" responds the man as he enetrates the girl with the long part of the cross introducing it to the crossbar.

The girl pleads the man to stop, but rather than stoping the man speeds up, tilting and rotating the cross inside her, while groping her little ass. He then takes one of his fingers and begins to play in the entrance of her anus, teasing it and probing it until the wetness from the girl's pussy reaches her thigh. It is visible in her face that she wants to cry her eyes out, but she is not able to get any more tears flowing, as they dried out from crying so much.

The man recovers the cross from the girl's intimate parts, it is all wet and sticky, true witness to the blasfemy that just happend. The man unties both ropes from the doorknobs leaving them go almost inmediately, making the girl plum to the ground. The girl tries to stand up while screaming in distress after the dessecration she was part of, but she just gets to fall face first to the hard floor surface.

The girl is given some water to rehydrate, and is then forced (with the wonderful help of a plastic funnel) to drink a cocktail of alcohol and drugs designed to render her unconscious in a matter of minutes, giving her no certain clue about her possible fate, slowly fading into a tragic slumberg.

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While the drugs take effect, the hood is placed back on the girl, along with handcuffs around her wrists and ankles. The minor is then forced into the back of the same vehicle in which she was brought to the studio, and about half an hour after filming the scene, she is left at a dumpster alley near a high-complexity hospital; she is still unconscious and in bad shape. The place doesn't have cameras, but it's likely she will be found quickly by a good Samaritan who could offer her some help.

She is left there naked and dirty, on a thin bed of garbage, with only a dog collar around her neck. Beside her, her belongings are left in a small pile along with her clothes (or at least what's left of them) neatly folded and packed.

No cleansing was performed so that her rescuers would indirect witnesses to the savagery of the attack the girl was a victim of. However, a generous amount of olive oil (mixed with a little motor oil) was applied to her legs and torso, leaving her skin very shiny and slippery in those areas, without damaging the scribbles drawn on her body.

We left her there with an open glass bottle filled with semen and fluids from all the participants is inserted up to the shoulder into her vagina (with adhesive tape holding her labia open), a plastic straw inserted into her urethra (secured with clear tape to prevent it from coming out), and a lollipop inserted into her anus, the last one hides an unpleasant surprise for anyone unfortunate enough to remove it: the lollipop acts as a sort of plug, preventing a mixture of urine and saliva that sits in the girl's rectum from escaping. In addition to all this, a couple of small bills and used condoms are carelessly thrown onto the little girl's fragile and deteriorating body, and a piece of chewing gum is left stuck in her hair.

A sign with her personal information and contact details is placed on her, so that her relatives, who must now be very worried about their beloved princess, can easily locate her. This entire preparation was carefully filmed and will be included in the movie. Every action was performed with gloves, hair nets and facemasks in order to avoid leaving any more trace of evidence (Apart from what is aready in the scene).

We were able to easily access her cell phone, thanks to the fact that it was protected with her fingerprint. The phone, which until a few minutes ago was in a safe, is removed from it, and the airplane mode it was in is finally deactivated. Within minutes, all the messages sent to her and those she sent to us are deleted, along with all other evidence, including the fake profile we used to trick her. A nearby free internet zone without security cameras is used to complete the deed.

Altered footwear that can accommodate much larger shoe soles has also been used, and insoles were added to augment the wearer's apparent height; these devices are used to intentionally leave a pair of footprints at the scene, with the aim of diverting the subsequent (and inevitable) police investigation.

Finally a beautiful photo of the scene is taken, it will be included at the end of the video. We leave the little girl lying there, in the middle of her macabre altar; she's like a broken doll, a toy that someone torned apart after playing with it for the first time, nothing more than a body that was exorcised of its own soul; a soul that was once happy and energetic, but now can't do anything as the flies land on the body it once inhabited, or as the ants explore its ruins. She is no more than a husk of what she used to be.

For me now it's just a matter of working hard and having a lot of patience.

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I sit in front of the computer with a mixture of anxiety, fear, and joy. I can't believe they haven't caught me yet. 

It's been five months since I executed the first part of my plan, and today I plan to carry out the second part.

The girl was rescued by passersby a few minutes after being left in that desolate place, and fortunately, she was immediately taken to the hospital. Since then, I have closely followed both her physical and psychological recovery; she has made significant progress in just five months.

Thanks to my long list of contacts and my extensive array of skills, I learned that the little princess's delicate skin was marked with a multitude of scars and that she suffered several infections as a result of the attack; these are difficult-to-erase marks that will likely bring back bitter memories for a long time.

I also learned that, against all odds, the infant has become pregnant, and it seems that thanks to her family's deeply rooted religious beliefs, she hasn't been allowed to abort the child she's carrying, despite the fact that it's very likely a high-risk pregnancy. I constantly find myself imagining what she must look like with a large, erotic pregnant belly, carrying the product of her misfortune in the warm interior of her young womb.

The stallion and I cut off communication for safety reasons, so I haven't been able to find out anything about him; the last I heard, he left town a week after the attack, and he seems to have done a great job of hiding. The dog that starred in the film was adopted by one of the women, and spends his days with her, hiding (and probably "enjoying" life together).

I haven't heard anything from the other men and women who participated in the filming either (apart from the adoption of the dog). Being probably the most wanted and hated people in the entire country, I'm shocked they haven't been caught yet.

Most of the elements used during filming (such as costumes, props, and even the mattress) were completely destroyed, and the set was thoroughly cleaned, painted, and remodeled to leave as little evidence as possible.

The film, my macabre masterpiece, a testament to an ordeal worthy of beatification, is finally ready to be released. I've spent all these months perfecting it to the point of exhaustion: choosing the best parts (almost all of them); performing color correction; adding titles and subtitles; equalizing, mixing, and leveling audio; replacing my voice with an electronic one; creating animations and transitions; eliminating unwanted metadata; etc. Every detail of post-production was meticulously calibrated to ensure a greater probability of success, and therefore greater repercussions.

The film has been teased on internet forums for some time now, and everyone is eager to see it. I've watched it multiple times, searching for even the smallest error to fix before the final release.

Every time I watch that childlike figure cross the threshold, I think, “It’s almost like she’s begging to be raped.” That sexy uniform, her small hips, and those adorable lips are more than enough to tempt me. Her melodious voice makes my heart pound with every sentence she recites in the introduction, and her screams at the end of the video give me the strongest orgasms I’ve ever experienced. Every time she’s deeply penetrated by the men, all I can think to myself is, “This little slut was definitely made for some big pedophile cock!” No matter how many times I watch her, she always makes me exclaim, “What a hot slut!” over and over again.

Both the trailer and the full film include various details about the minor: full name, ID number, date of birth, home address, phone numbers (her own, her home's , and her parents'), school location, and social media accounts.

The trailer with the attached information will be sent to the minor's family, friends, and acquaintances, including her schoolmates. This will be achieved thanks to the information deceptively provided by the minor herself and also thanks to the extensive contact list on her cell phone.

I have also been responsible for distributing an image of a frame from the video that has been digitally altered so that the rapist (who penetrates the minor in the frame in question) bears the unmistakable face of the girl's father, whose photograph was taken from social media long before the incident.

Additionally, an Elizabethan dog collar and a rawhide bone were sent to the minor's residence, accompanied by a note indicating that the gift was addressed to her: "To the best dog in the world!"

To add insult to injury, the vile gift was paid for with a fraudulent financial app account opened in the name of the minor's father, using his personal identification number, which had been previously provided by the girl.

This is just the first of several gifts that will be sent daily to the little girl and her family. Future shipments include: a bar of soap with the message “Use it, you look very dirty”; a box of extra-large condoms with a note that says “Use these next time”; a bottle of mouthwash with a label that reads “You'll need a lot of this to get rid of your bad breath”; a box of ultra tampons with a sign that explains “I don't know if these are big enough for you”; a bottle filled with a yellowish liquid labeled “ Premium Urine ” with a message tied to the cap that reads “Look! I finally found your favorite flavor”; a single-roll of toilet paper with a label that says “Now you don't have to use your tongue,” among many others that, like the previous gifts, are accompanied by degrading notes.

The full film, including all accompanying data, will be distributed free of charge through all available means, including online forums, WhatsApp groups, Telegram groups, download links, and personal sharing. Translated versions with subtitles will also be available for potential users who are not fluent in English.

My trembling hand rests on the Enter key on my keyboard; the decision of whether or not to press the button rests in my hands.

I look at the screen and I look at my hand; I have the power to ruin her life completely.

With a wide smile on my face and a feeling of deep satisfaction with my magnificent work, I press the button and unleash chaos.